He grunted and stirred, withdrawing from her. She only had a moment to be disappointed and then he flipped her to her back and rose over her, powerful and male. He casually parted her legs with his knees and thrust into her again, hot and hard. She gasped at the swift invasion, the lovely feeling, and then his face was next to hers, his big palms cradling her cheeks. โWhat I want,โ he drawled, โis ye. Nothinโ else.
Elizabeth HoytIt was a strange thing, this feeling of empathy. He'd never experienced it before. He realized that what hurt this woman hurt him as well, that what made her bleed caused a hemorrhage of pain within his soul.
Elizabeth HoytDo you love me Hero?" His pale green eyes were full of torment. "Do you love me like I love you?
Elizabeth HoytI think I do pretty well with child characters. It's hard to write kids that are realistic, not annoying, and bring something to the story.
Elizabeth Hoyt